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Empire sews the seed of hate, we remove ourselves. Passing flames inspires ugly traits. Sanitize. Creepy ills to keep the fear in line. Is it wrong to let the liar lie? Creepy ills to keep the fears in line, more acquired is disease the souls state. I am a god I am a faceless warrior.

Lost leaders wins the glorious, (growing stocks of used up people.)
Life is twisting all the words to shun. (life worth less than corporate rape)
Empire takes control of fate (I am dying I am dying)
Is it wrong to call a spade, a spade?
Popping pills will ease the daily pain.. bombing peace back up into the stoned state.

I am not living here. I have got much left to fear. In the place of safety, I am fortunate to be alive. With all these distant rich things around me, I am left to realize, it's not the blood in me, it's not the hate, it's just the simple things that I relish. I am a god I am a faceless warrior. We remove ourselves from the war, looking from a distance; sanitized. Wash your hands and feel it. The dirt is down the drain. Enough